The above should read-“WHile we’re at it, **you’re **the asshole who puts…”
Sorry about that…rant induce typo again 
I have to say some places ARE nice though. Our local taco bell has made some mistakes, but the manager; who has been there awhile, knows us and is friendly. In fact, when she waits on me and my son, she always gives us the drinks free!
OK I’ve got a couple of things to say here:
GaWd: Get real, man. You’re such an arrogant prick, and you seem to hold yourself in such high regard, why don’t you treat yourself to some fucking respect by getting something other than soggy fries and greasy burgers for lunch? It’s not too hard to get a cushy job in an air conditioned office. Hell, I’ve got one now, and I’m only 19. If you’re making so much bloody money, why don’t you call ahead to a decent spot and get some take-away for lunch instead of pissing off a bunch of teenagers with your supercilious attitude, especially when you claim that you hate being in there?
You are also supporting the disgusting fast food industry by patronizing these establishments in the first place. These are businesses which thrive on low quality, low wages, and low effort. In the time that you spend waiting in line for your shit in a bun, I made my lunch at home, probably for quite a bit less, and hell if it doesn’t taste better. Why do you keep on going back again and again?
It sounds like it’s a lot worse in the states, but in Canada the fast food service is lethargic, laclustre, vaguely surly at worst. My friends occasionally eat at McDonald’s against my protests. I haven’t ordered anything from there in years.
And to you bleeding heart fast food workers: You don’t have to be a genius to get a decent job. Take a bloody trade course at community college or something. The only people who should be working in McDonalds are high school students and retirees. I have no sympathy for people who put no effort towards improving their lives. If you went out, showed some motivation, and got a real job, you wouldn’t have to put up with shitheads like GaWd, who are more mentally than physically lazy.
In short, I think that if you’re on either end of a Big Mac, you may as well sit on a pike.
Wait a second, I have a Canadian telling me this? LoL
No matter what light I hold my self in, asshole, I simply held to the OP and put my rant to print.
I don’t like fast food, and unfortunately, I eat at one of these joints at least once a week. But, on the other hand, I also eat the remainder of my meals out at sit-down restaurants(I don’t really cook).
So if you like to make yourself a little brown-bag lunch, I applaud you.GolfClap
Big fucking deal, get over it.
So, I put what was on my mind into words, and then followed up with retorts.
If this makes me arrogant, then so be it. As far as I can tell, I was “just callin it likes I sees it!”.
Can’t handle that? Eat me
ME
I wouldn’t eat you! Your ass probably tastes like an Arch Deluxe, and the clods of dead skin and sweat on your penis must be nigh as foul as secret sauce!
If you hate fast food, why do you eat it at least once a week, you lazy, fat fuck! Truly the victim of mental stagnation brought on by your self-imagined societal status!
May strange insects lay painful eggs underneath your fingernails! Eat shit and die! Actually, since you already eat shit, you can just die. Really, you can just shut the fuck up. It’s all the same to me.
Get out of my thread, stupid.
Such sweeping generalization KarmaCunt. I’m neither lazy, nor fat like you seem to believe.
As far as mental stagnation and societal status…Feh, I’ve got less than no time for you. You wouldn’t know what the fuck was going on in my part of the world if it bit you on the ass.
So, stick to your frozen north, and leave me to my Silicon Valley.
Aside from that, you’ve hijacked the OP, and I’m pretty much putting you on ignore.
I’m only going to post again because this time, I’ve been given some semi-lucid points to address:
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Originally posted by GaWd:
** As far as mental stagnation and societal status…Feh, I’ve got less than no time for you. You wouldn’t know what the fuck was going on in my part of the world if it bit you on the ass.**
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Imagined societal status has nothing to do with what part of the world you live in, being Palo Alto or Yellowknife. You don’t even know where I live any more than the country (wow! You read my profile! Brilliant!). Don’t think you’re some kind of high-rolling computer whiz just because you have a web development job that any two-bit jackass out of community college could handle. You claim not to be lazy: I actually make a lunch and it truly takes less time than it does to get a burger. My point is not that I’m amazing for making a lunch, but that you’re a pitiful sod for eating shit and not doing anything about it. Referring to the OP, I’m saying that a fast food mentality breeds laziness in the customers, in the clerks, in the advertisers, in the culture. Don’t pretend like fucking Palo Alto (or wherever the hell you live) is so different from Victoria, besides the fact that in PA, there’s probably a much wider class gap. McDonalds does the same thing to any culture: it is stagnating, stultifying. That’s why these clerks ain’t givin’ you no respect, as it were.
I hope you realize the hypocrisy of your sweeping generalization. By the way, North should be capitalized in this context, and the weather hasn’t fallen below freezing since January. Have a nice time in August, when the clerks are not only hot and irritable, but sweaty as hell.
Once again, get the hell out of my thread, stupid.
As a matter of fact, get the hell of the board, everyone here is slowly becoming more stupid due to your presence.
Your posts are mostly incomprehensible droolings, that make about as much sense as a babboon trying to fellate itself.
So go, man, just go.
No no no. Don’t go away mad…
Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
Lexicon,
Thank you bro. I didn’t want to have to get nasty with this fool, and you did it for me!
You DA MAN!
ME
Just tryin’ to do my part, man.
We’re here to fight ignorance, right?
This asshole is a walking intellectual black hole (so dense light bends around him) and needs to be shut down.
what a chump.
Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
Would one of you like to point out the ignorance of my last post, seeing as I’m too stupid to catch it myself?
Patronizing, condescending, hand-cramped jackasses.
Oh, I might point out that you guys spent 3 posts without regard to the OP after bitching at me about it.
That’s because we’re too busy ranting about your stupid ass, dickhead.
Want me to point out your ignorance? Let me count the ways:
I know, I know, you politely asked one of us to point out the ignorance of your last post.
I had to refer to the previous post, because it was at least halfway comprehensible, even for the ravings of a complete shmuck. If I had to point out the igonrance of your last post, I would be forced to say this:
“Just read it, if you can force your way through it without a getting a headache. I know it makes absolutely no sense, but since almost everything else the cretinous canuck posted is so much inane drivel, we must assume this to be as well.”
And back to the OP.
Just to reiterate for all you mouthbreathers out there like Karma of the Klondike,
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[li]I don’t expect excellent service at a fast food joint.[/li]I do however expect something that can pass for service, and not to be threatened with violence.
[li]I don’t eat there all the time. But shit happens and sometimes it has to do in a pinch. When there are no other reasonable alternatives, fast food can pass for food.[/li]
[li]If you get paid for something, no matter what the job, you should do it to the best of your ability, or not at all. My parents taught me this at a young age, like many other parents.[/li]
[li]I am not saying that ALL fast food employees and ALL fast food places, only the bad ones. This is the pit, remember? Why the fuck would I post in here about all the good experiences I’ve had at a fast food joint? Are you [general] that stupid?[/li]
[li]I just want to know why these places hire from the bottom rung of the societal ladder, when there are a lot of people who need jobs.[/li]I just want to know why they don’t hire convicted felons.
I just want to know why they don’t feel like they can be held accountable for the shitty things that sometimes happen.
I just want(ed) to know if there is (was) anyone else who had problems like this or if it was just my shitty luck.
That’s all, thanks.
So once again, get the hell out of my thread stupid.
I’m not going to go into WHY your posts seem to invoke the ignorance meter, but I’d have to guess that the ice finally penetrated your Dura Mater, and your brain drizzled out your left ear. That’s what you get when you live in the frozen north(notice it wasn’t capped again? live with it).
And besides, Lexi pretty much already rehashed your posts.
I want to add to the OP here(rahter than ranting about your physical condition, cooking skills, or afflictions of your penis)…
When I go to a fast “food” store, I expect politeness, courtesy, a smiling face, edible food, and above all, I expect not to get a headache from dealing with the staff.
Shit happens, and when I have to hit one of these joints, it shouldn’t ruin my fucking day. That’s it, that’s all, there ain’t nothing else to say.
If I have to argue with the window person about the correctness of my order(which is becoming less and less with the displays in the drive through where you can see your order), then go to eat and see that half of my order is wrong, it fucks my day up.
That was the point of this whole OP, which you completely seem to miss(probably because you were too busy trying to garnish your home-brewed salad).
You like cooking your fucking meals? Great, I’m truly happy that there is such a responsible, motivated, never pushed for time Canuck in B.C. somewhere.
Between work and my life, I don’t have the time, motivation, or the inclination to cook. You don’t have to agree with the way I live, I don’t expect you too.
So now that we’ve covered the resaons why your posts are shit, get the fuck outta the thread.
One last thing…
You cite my arrogance in most of your posts. While I agree, I can certainly be arrogant in general, you cite that I’m arrogant because of someone elses status(color me bigotted I suppose).
I claim that if I am, in fact arrogant because of my social status, that it’s a much better thing to be arrogant about than the overwhelming arrongance you show me–over the fact that you cook your own fucking meals.
So, I’m arrogant in regards to status, and your arrogant in repsect to your fucking cooking skills.
You’re certainly fooling yourself.
Get outta the fucking thread.
Hmm. Must be the Pit.
What’s going on with fast food is symptomatic of the service industry in general. You go to McD’s and order a cheeseburger with no mustard, get a mustardburger with no cheese. You go to a jewelry store that sells religious jewelry items and ask for a Byzantine Cross (admittidely not the most common of items) and instead of asking you to describe the item, or saying “No, but let’s check the catalog, maybe we can order one for you” the clerk looks at you like you have a festering sore on your face and sneers, “What’s that?”
You self-pay at the doctor’s office, then they bill your insurance company, and keep the money instead of refunding it to you. After months of letters and phone calls, some twit finally aknowleges they owe you the money, and you’ll have it in four weeks. Three months later you call about your refund, and tell the twit on the phone, “You told me that I would have it in four weeks.” The twit, apparently not realizing that both she and the twit who originally made the statement are employees of, and therefore representatives of, the same office, huffily says,“I didn’t tell you that!”
The list goes on and on.
Right now, I’m pulling down about 30K a year for a job that requires fourth grade math and is a hell of a lot of fun to do. I have worked at shit jobs for minimum wage. No matter where I was, no matter how much (or little) I have been paid, I have always tried to do my job to the best of my ability, and to provide customers with the best quality service I was able to give.
It’s called a work ethic. These cretins knew what the job paid when they filled out the application. They are under an obligation to perform the duties required of them to the best of their ability in exchange for the wage they agreed to accept when they took the job.
If they don’t like it, they can go out and get some vocational training, like I did.
“Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no substitute for a good blaster at your side.” — Han Solo
Just a quick bitch-and-moan while it’s back near the top:
Went to McDonald’s the other day. Why? Cuz Gramma wanted to try one of their new bagel breakfast sandwiches, and Gramma’s just had knee surgery, and I’m a good grand-daughter, so I want to make Gramma happy.
Before I left, Gramma told me that she wanted her bagel sandwich to consist of egg, cheese, and bacon. “No problem,” I think to myself. “I can remember that.”
So, I go to McDonalds, and on the way there, I decide, “Hey, y’know, that sounds kinda tasty. Maybe I’ll get one, too.”
I decided to go in for the food, rather than do the drive-thru, as the line was really long. Walked into McDonald’s, cash at the ready, and rather proud of myself for knowing what it is I’m getting without having to bring a list with me. Waited. Long, long lines…kids milling about, parents waiting and sighing in exasperation, while three Very Pretty Young Things hung out with the Very Pretty Young drive thru person (so that’s why the line was long!), one very flushed and on-the-verge-of-tears young girl tried to take care of the lobby patrons, and seven or eight backline guys hung around the grill, leering at the VPYTs. I suppose, since nobody was actually taking any orders, those backline guys didn’t have anything else to do, so I really can’t be angry with them…
Eventually, a small young woman popped out from the back room and approached the VPYTs with a somewhat offensive suggestion: that it might be in their best interests to handle a few customers. Begrudgingly, three of them made their ways back to their stations, and the lines started moving. The stringy-haired and frustrated girl who’d been doing all the work regained some color in her face, and all started going well.
Finally, it was my turn. I stepped up to one of the VPYTs (I believe her name tag read “Jennifer”…how appropriate.) and politely asked for “two bacon, egg and cheese bagels, two orders of hash rounds, a cup of coffee, and a large Coke, please.” Jennifer looked at me like a third nostril had opened up in my nose. “We don’t have that.” Confused, I looked up at the menu board, where I saw a rather flashy photograph of three bagel breakfast sandwiches. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. “The picture up there confused me. I assumed that meant that you offered bagel sandwiches as part of your breakfast menu.”
“Well, we do. But just those. We can’t make any changes to them,” Jennifer replied. I just knew she wanted to punctuate that sentence with “Duh.”
“Oh.” I said. “You have bagels, though, right?”
“Yes.”
“And you have bacon, eggs, and cheese, as well?”
“Yes.”
“In that case, I’d like two bagels, each with bacon, egg and cheese, two orders of hash rounds, a cup of coffee, and a large Coke. To go.”
Jennifer found it necessary to have the manager OK such a strange request, which she did, and about thirty minutes after entering the store, I was finally able to leave, triumphant that I’d won. One question still remains, though, and that is:
Why does it seem like every Jennifer I meet is a complete MORON?!
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Actually, I’m on Jennifer’s side with this one. She’s working in a situation where she might possibly get in trouble for doing something intelligent without getting the boss’s permission. Fast food is the ultimate in culinary standardization. Independent thought in the workplace is highly discouraged in this country. I have been in situations where some aspect of the way I was doing my job was completely idiotic, but I was afraid to do it the sane and sensible way because it was company policy… Plus, Mc.D’s cash registers have those little icons, which one do you press if the customer orders something there is not a little icon for? So, yeah, if I was working in a fast food joint, and a customer ordered something in a combination that was not on the menu, I would clear it with my manager before I rang it up. But I wouldn’t say, “We don’t have that” when we had the materials to assemble it. Jennifer loses one point for being a twit.
Seven out, line away, pay the don’ts and last come.
<staggers in to work after being so hungover most of the weekend he didn’t even cook his sanctimonious ass breakfast or lunch yesterday, scratches ass, dodges flying chair, sits down at computer>
I guess a question I have is why anyone would expect good service in McDonalds or Taco Bell. I mean, sure, in everyday situations, one comes to expect some decency, but the bad service isn’t any newer than the bad food, is it?
Off-topic, I quote myself in my defence.
And you say,
You must be easy to overwhelm, GaWd.
Now back to the topic, everyone…
:::snicker:::
Pardon me while I burst into flames.